This is a song about "Shitting on rappers"

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

They keep on sayin’ the same rappers are the best

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

Sexxydave on the mic, you fucking rappers better go running/

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something

I get on beats and defecate on rappers who are second rate

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

Sea's dredging fire, sea is takin control of me as a nurse,

Spitting on everything i see, chipping away at my rivaling rappers,

K tryin' to explain, fake rappers are on the reign

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Psychopathic acid rappers on the track, slash it slapstick,

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

He's still shitting, whether he's on salary paid hourly

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free